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A lot like sexual harassment, if both of you are into it, its just flirting.

But if only one of you is in the game, you could end up in jail. (And they play a different game of sexual harassment there.)

Ignorance only needs a split second of enlightenment to become educated.

But desire kind of drives both.

I was watching various debates on FB. (I am really taking liberties with the word “Debate”. FB exists in this childish, low-brow intellectual place that the truly ignorant think of as enlightened and the enlightened just pity the fuck out of you and tolerate it.)

And there really is no desire to change minds or put any actual original thought out there.

There is only the desire to type-vomit your opinion on others and rage at those who do anything but applaud your outburst.

Actual quote from FB: “Either you get it, or you are a Fucktard and don’t get it!”

Nothing really drives your perspective home than an intellectually enticing word like “Fucktard”.

The ignorant view it as an passionate response and once again, the rest of us tolerate it and realize that you are not able to talk with the adults.

To correct you and try to explain why you have destroyed any credibility in your argument would be like trying to explain string theory to the cat. (Cats are many things and mostly evil, but they have no talent for theories and concepts eating smaller animals and triggering your asthma.)

So, how do we have a civil debate on FB?

The real answer that you don’t like and want to argue, is that you can’t.

Its not a forum made for the actual trading of ideas.

It is a construct of the ego, nothing more.

It exists to allow you to feel connected in an increasingly isolated society.

But I have always believed that masturbation should be done in isolation, no matter if its physical, emotional or mental masturbation, keep it to yourself. (You learn this in Catholic school.)

There was a perfect example of the vacuous facade that our society as it stands.

Snapchat, an app that exists to simply be another flavor of social media, saw its stock drop 7% because Kylie Jenner made a disparaging Tweet about it.

The absolutely pathetic part of all this is that the Social Media crows are screaming about how horrible it is that this one person has that power to damage a company.

And the one thing nobody wants to point out is that Social Media invented that squealing pack of overrated hoes to begin with.

You should not be allowed to bitch when the golden calf turns on you.

For better or worse, you made your own bed here.

Now shut up and go to bed.

Note to self, don’t write before you have your coffee.

I tend to be dark and a little more bitter than usual.

Now that I have a Venti of java in me, I just noticed that the couple across from me are involved in an odd form of public foreplay.

She has been texting in her phone, then without looking, she dips he finger into her iced coffee something with whipped cream and sticks her finger in his mouth.

He is texting and never looks up, he just sucks on her finger for a few seconds.

Every now and then, he will reach over, again without looking, and run the back of his knuckle over her nipple.

I am not sure if this qualifies for a #metoo moment, she seems to be into it, but its hard to tell because neither one is making eye contact or seems to have any expression or emotion going on.

The vibe is one of awkward creepiness.

Not made for polite company, but perfectly suitable for your second cup of coffee in the morning.

And unless its your own, it stinks. (Think I’m wrong? Next time you are at the bank, bend over and stick your nose in the ass crack of the lady ahead of you. Once the effects of being maced and/or tased fade, see if you can remember if it stank or not. And if she was hot, the test is now tainted. Guys will accept anything for hot chicks.)

And mine is better than most. (I have to say, this is the God’s honest truth. My ass is awesome. I’m not saying you could bounce a quarter off of it like when I was a pre-teen alter boy, but if I shaved it, man or woman you could not keep your hands to yourself.)

And keep your finger out of mine. (I think that line speaks for itself.)

There comes a point when you need to recognize that your opinion is just that, an opinion.

And then…..

Let it the fuck GO.

I have had 3 instances that simply pointing out the hypocrisy or the irony about some screed that someone posted online led to upset.

And the level of butthurt that went on was shocking.

2 of them were about how to live your life.

Vague, tough love credos tend to be the type of thing that goes over big in the off the rack society generated by social media.

The one thing that they all seem to have in common is that they badger you about how big a waste of time social media is, while using social media links like the biggest attention whores on the internet.

The 3rd one had such a solid base of hypocrisy, it was like the literary version of slight of hand.

It started off talking about the ultimate acceptance of all things and all people and posited that everyone is right.

Religion, politics, social conventions, and anything else you can think of.

And then, the next 3 quarters of the screed was a promotion of their personal religious/political belief is the only thing that makes sense to the point of other beliefs being ridiculous.

The biggest mistake you can make when dealing with the echo chamber mentality of modern thought, is to voice either a contrary opinion or not praising it immediately.

And I want to feel bad, but there has to be a line where people stop being coddled.

The base understanding needs to be made that not everything one person or group believes is right.

Sometimes, and lets all take this step together, sometimes there are multiple correct things.

And this is where coffee comes in.

Because when someone makes a comment that you either disagree with or you think is simply half tarded, you can just pick up your cup and take a long sip, then sigh, and say the following:

“Eh, what are you gonna do?”

At first glance, I realize how that line looked to those who have never done it.